Wednesday, August 21, 2013

Goldilocks and the Full Moon

I felt like Goldilocks. This spot too hard. This spot too soft. Could not capture the moon's fullness. Then to pause and see leaves that are unseen at night framing the moon's illumination. Darkness framing light. Light giving shape to darkness. Like Goldilocks, I giggled... this spot is just right. Changing not where I stand but what I see.

About Me

I am not wise but I try to listen and struggle to see. I have more questions than answers. The ball of yarn and threads, representing answers to the meaning of life and the immortal question of “Why?” more often than not, falls from my heart’s loom to the floor, unraveling and becoming fodder for my cat.
Bowing from my waist in respect for you, bending my neck to offer my humble path, and hands clasped to my heart, I surrender my honor and heart to life, nature, to you and myself. Intertwined…Affirming Healing.
"In Lak' ech".... you are my other me.
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